by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
Last night I had a dream I was suddenly famous and a famous person was mad at me for some reason.
Now, since no one reads this blog besides the odd person here or there who either knows me or is interested in my crackpot life, I feel comfortable idly remembering something of note. Right before I went to Korea, I had a dream that I hung out with Rudy in New York City. It was weird. It was a weird feeling of thinking something was so absolutely true, only to wake up and discover I was living my usual crappy life.
It doesn’t mean anything. Just a stray dream.
